Novel & Cerita Heaven 24/7

“Old Zayn, Weiner Stoermer is heading over to you guys with the 36 Heavenly Spirits. They’d be there in an hour or so! Please be careful!” The person on the phone only said three sentences, but that was enough to send chills down Zayn’s spine.

I see Will waving frantically at me from a table where all of them are at. There are two empty chairs between Frankie and Will. Jason pulls the chair out next to Frankie for me and pushes it in for me as I sit. After I'm settled Frankie reaches over and rubs my humongous belly. I love being pregnant but I'm ready for it to be done. Seventeen weeks down and only twenty-three more weeks to go; if I make it another twenty-three weeks. I know Mom didn't make it the whole term when she was pregnant with us. An hour and half and seven slow dances later, it's fifteen minutes before the ball drops. The night club has all ten televisions tuned into the New Years Eve Party in New York.

"I promise you that." "HERE, DRINK this, brother." Helios glanced at his brother while drinking the liquor. He wasn't familiar of the brand but he must say that it was strong for his taste. But funny to say that he won't get even drunk. They are both inside Helion's condo unit and it is where he's staying right now after he got out of the mountain. He drank every bit of the liqour. It was all imported and has a great quality but he had no time to compliment it because his mind is occupied by different things.

Her desperate pleas echoed, questioning the severity of her perceived wrongdoing and the seemingly unending torment she was enduring. “Will no one come to help me? Is my sin so grave that I deserve this punishment? When will it end? Where will it end?" ____ Engrossed in his work, Ahil lost track of time, unaware that night had descended. Continuing his tasks late into the night, he remained oblivious to the numerous calls from his concerned mother, who desperately tried to reach him. Unbeknownst to her, Ahil had intentionally turned off his phone.

He nodded, lip quivering. "You know, once you get to heaven, you'll get all your beautiful hair back. You can eat whatever you want and not get any cavities. You can stay up as late as you wish and there are always cartoons on TV. There aren't any of these tubes or wires. And when you scrape your knee, it doesn't even hurt. God has lots of windows there where you can look out to see how your mommy and daddy are doing." As if I needed another reason to fall in love with her, there was example five-hundred and three.

she said, shaking her head. Heaven shrugged and picked up her whiskey glass, twirling the liquid before taking a small sip. "So, who is this husband of yours? What’s his name?" "It’s Tavian Crowne." Heaven, who had been mid-sip, suddenly choked. She began to cough violently, slamming the glass down and tapping her chest repeatedly to catch her breath. Worried, Isabella started to stand up, but Heaven stopped her with a wave of her hand. "Tavian Crowne? Do you know what you’re saying?" Heaven gasped.

One could see the hostility she felt for the man by just looking into her eyes. “Michael. Why are you my driver?” Blake was blunt and to the point with his questions. Michael looked at Maia and then at Blake. “Heaven is not as harmonious as one would think.” Michael began. Everyone stayed silent, waiting for Michael to continue with his explanation. “Heaven’s soul purpose is to gather Faith. It was fine and abundant in the past, but with the internet, science, and distractions on Earth, the Faith of humans has dwindled as much as when many Gods were sharing the Faith.” Michael stated.

The True Universe was a vast one with many unclaimed territories. However, most of the land in the True Universe had an owner. The Asgardians lorded over the 1st Heaven with a free heart while the Olympians wielded an iron fist over the 2nd Heaven which they had claimed as theirs. The 3rd Heaven was popular for belonging to the Egyptian Gods. That land was one that was filled with chaos and disorder even though it already had a ruler. This was mainly because the gods of Egypt didn’t like to interfere with the lands they governed. If the 3rd Heaven was a lawless place, then the 4th Heaven could be best described as a place of utmost submission. In the 4th Heaven, speaking against the gods or

I was still surprised to hear that there really was someone looking out for me my whole life. "So you can help me? Against him?" My voice came out more desperate than I had hoped but at that moment, I didn't care. I was desperate. "I can only help you to a certain extent.” He paused when he saw me furrow my brow in confusion. I motioned for him to continue. “You see, being an angel also means having other heavenly duties to attend to as well as protecting you and many others so I will not be able to watch over you 24/7. Not to mention, it's not really an easy and quick trip from heaven to earth, if you get what I mean." He warned me and I nodded with understanding. I don’t know how many ange

He clenched his fists, frustration bubbling just beneath the surface as the question echoed unanswered. Above, the heavens remained fractured, the jagged split in the sky visible only to those cursed to perceive it. Victor could see it clearly, the unsettling rupture that tore across the clouds like a scar. It was a sight that defied reason, a glimpse into the realms beyond that few could endure without losing their sanity. Those attuned to the demonic pathways—Victor, Saoirse, and others like them—were bound to its haunting presence, a grim reminder of the chaos lurking just beyond the veil.